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My Heart Wonders

August 10, 2018

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Wild Rose ~ Photo by Patrice

My heart wonders where you’ve been
Loved you, lost you, can’t begin.

Anger, sadness creeping in
Gentle kindness hidden somewhere then.

Feel the touch of hearts afire
Smouldering eyes, full of desire.

No one knows where it goes
Bumpy, hilly, soft or kind, rocky crevice ours to find.

Now must go where hearts do flow
No troubles, no big or little cares I’ll know.

For you see, you’ll be in my dreams tonight
Full of love, wonder, so much delight.

There with trembling lips we’ll gently kiss
Sharing loving, sweet night bliss.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Looking Out

August 9, 2018

Hummingbird ~ Photo by Patrice

Looking out upon the vast history
Of life lived
And made better with dignity.

All is well
And will be the best there is
He saids.

As he reaches down
And kisses me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018


There They Fall

August 8, 2018

Impatients amongst a Banana Palm ~ Photo by Patrice

Hear the raindrops fall
Cascading down on dry ground
There they fall.

Bringing life sweet water falls
Trickling over dusty rocks
Feeding parched grass
There they fall.

No wicked blizzard
Harsh winds none at all
Just quiet falling sweet raindrops
There they fall.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018


Let Me Lift Up My Soul

August 7, 2018

Old Car ~ Photo by Patrice

Let me lift up my soul
My heart, my eyes
To the bright cerulean sky
Let no heart beat
Without a steady beat
No eye cry for a unbeknown
Love that’s died.

Let my feet walk, run
In rhythm with the flowing sun
Shade my head
With kindness, courtesy
Feel no dread
As my arms embrace
The living grace that surrounds
All living.

Seeking not
A world of anguish
But living
Living without knowing
Sadness, pity
There I’ll live
With the upmost dignity.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018


So Cool Today

August 3, 2018

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Chickadee on Feeder

So cool today a chickadee came
To where the feeder should be 
She looked and looked 
Then took a flight around
Just to check no seeds were hidden
Near or on the ground. 

It’s only August, too soon for seeds 
Flowers bloom in all their majesty
But honestly, look closely  
I see them shivering
Shaking in the breeze. 
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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I Come To Be

August 2, 2018

Lazy Summer Days ~ Watercolour Painting by Patrice

In the morning I come to be
In my joyous place laughing, happy
All as it should be.

As a mourning dove gives it’s plaintive call
Cars pass knowing nothing of my life
Not at all.

Birds sing, squirrels jump from branch to branch
On the hunt for the perfect breakfast,
Dinner, lunch.

Flowers bloom, waving petals in a quiet breeze
While a fly buzzes, irritating for sure
But still a life that lives, that breathes.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018


Let Me Sleep

August 1, 2018

Sleeping Cougar ~ Photo by Patrice

Let me sleep
Let me be the person
I need
And want to be.

Deeply sleep
And be oh so happy.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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